Thursday, July 26, 2012

Songs of Innocence (For Short Story Slam Week 23)

When the music of band circles on the green,
and laughter is heard on the hill,
My heart is at vacation
and everything else is still.
It's always a delight to see my boys home,
and the glittering dews arise,
First comes orchards of bitterish clouds,
then dance raindrops of daydreams in the skies.
Oh, No, the day is still young,
Friends are texting messages on the phone,
We'rs not ready to go to sleep,
Imagery hills are covered with limitless space sheep.

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